Break The Patterns That Need Not Last

Corrina Turner
2 min readJul 16, 2022

I learnt to keep myself quiet and small, while others shone and grew very tall

Years ago, as a little girl

I loved to dance and do a twirl

One day a solo dance on a stage

Led me, to locking me in a cage

You see, someone lurked behind the stage

She looked at me with spite and rage

Angry, that it was my time to shine

When our eyes connected I stopped feeling fine

I crumbled, froze and sank within

Felt I had committed an awful sin

She smiled with glee as my dance messed up

My failure filled her destructive cup

I learnt a pattern that lasted many years

Caused me heartache and many tears

I learnt to keep myself quiet and small

While others shone and grew very tall

My wounded child had kept me small

Stopped me answering to my true call

The time had come to go deep inside

Love and support her to no longer hide



Corrina Turner

Be Real Be You, Spiritual Development, Poetry, Personal Growth